All About Dough - 50 Cent

50 Cent - All About Dough
Winter Spring Summer Fall
We out though we out though
C*****e h****n
We 'bout dough we 'bout dough
Cops coming we runnin'
We out yo we out yo
F**k you thought we was trickin'
Get out ho get out ho
I smile when that money come
Stunt when that money come
N***as front when that money come
And I'ma have to handle them
Man I don't trust none of them
Why they bringin' and come with them
Why they come in a cop
F**k around and get shot
I wanna cold blood n***a s**t
I will pull a trigger 'cause
You'd better do your homework
You'll find out who you f**king with
'Cause I ain't full of sucker s**t
I'm joking no Chris Tucker s**t
I ain't even smilin'
I'ma 'bout to start wylin'
I got bricks of that Peruvian
A though face medicine
Sniff that in doughs
That's a d**e fiends regimen
Range Rover game over
I'm getting my lean on
Hard to miss my target
When I done click the beam on
I'm not the one to scheme on you
P***y n***as dream on
I give the work
F**k what ya heard homeboy you gettin' shot
I'm out here with my chain on
My watch and pinky ring on
I hustle hard for this s**t
Take a look at what I got
Winter Spring Summer Fall
We out though we out though
C*****e h****n
We 'bout dough we 'bout dough
Cops coming we runnin'
We out yo we out yo
F**k you thought we was trickin'
Get out ho get out ho
It's the same old same old
Extra clips hollow tips
N***as ain't playin' yo
We still on that gangsta s**t
That block mine
Find out when my Glock 9 pop
I'm surrounded by shooters
So I ain't got to shoot it
You n***as on computers better sit there and compute it
Dodge what I just said or get shot and left for dead
You think you don't give a f**k n***a I don't give a f**k
I pistol whip your a*s down watch your homies pick you up
I got 2 million cash that's my brown bag money
Think maybe that's why n***as'll just fire mags for me
It's the telephone game I done heard through the grape vine
N***as talk crazy until the holows start firin'
Winter Spring Summer Fall
We out though we out though
C*****e h****n
We 'bout dough we 'bout dough
Cops coming we runnin'
We out yo we out yo
F**k you thought we was trickin'
Get out ho get out ho
Yeah this is what it sound like
When I'm rockin' four in the morning
S**t slow down I'm just f**king with you
I'm ghetto I'm ghetto like a muthaf**ker ha ha
Eh a n***as calls object call some b***hes man
I'm finna have some b***hes come over here
Oh my God this is the life
Eh n***a I tell you
My bank account bring goose bumps
On your muthaf**king bank